Conversation With a Dog Songtext
von Sting

I asked my dog what he thought the best in man
He said, "The love you dispense to me twice daily from a can"
I said, "Why do you think my question funny?
And where would you be without my money?"

I said, "There may be some quality in us, you must treasure"
"It′s despair," he said, "Of which your money is the measure"
Walk like a dog, talk like a man
Walk like a dog, anybody can

"What about our politics, philosophy, our history?"
He said, "If there is something admirable in these, it is a mystery"
"But there must be something in our system, tell me at your leisure"
"It's despair," he said, "Of which your borders are the measure"

Walk like a dog, talk like a man
Walk like a dog, anybody can


Walk like a dog, talk like a man
Walk like a dog, anybody can

Well
What about technology, computers, nuclear fission?
I′m terrified of radiation, hate the television
I said, "There must be something in our scientific treasure"
"It's despair," he said, "Of which your weapons are the measure"

"Feed me, you can beat me. I will love you 'til I die
But don′t ask for admiration, and don′t ever ask me why"
I said, "Why wait till now to demonstrate displeasure?"
"It's despair," he said, "Of which my silence was the measure"

Walk like a dog, talk like a man
Walk like a dog, like anybody can
Walk like a dog, talk like a man
Walk like a dog, like anybody can